Music ministry
as inviting to blues and jazz,
embracing soulful gospel
as black and brown and white multiculturally intended,
at least on MLKing SabbathDream Days,
feels not yet enough un-privileged,
increasingly side-tracked
from cooperative GreenEarth dreams reborn,
up-bearing
paid-forward into what more recent cultically degenerates
into an expanding historical commodified competition
in ego-personality marketing and idolizing worship.

Authentic WinWin non-violent singing messiahs
do not want to be WinLose competitive-ego worshiped,
misunderstood,
too easily dismissed as saints,
for the courage of their patience
with absence of cooperative interdependent resilient dreams
within solidarity of communion,
not fragmentation of originally nonsectarian
non-violent communication,
with our natural-rhythmed vibrating voices
and our bilateral hands and feet.

MLK’s
and Gandhi’s
and perhaps Jesus of Nazareth’s
and LaoTse’s
and Buddha’s
and Gaia’s music and resistance dance
and storytelling muses of music history
exalt our cooperative harmonies of wisdom,
non-violent everyday enchanting eco-villages and green meadows
investing in cooperatively self/other-owned economies,
compassionate interelationships of soulful co-passions,
good-news rhythms,
harmonic patterns of cooperatively-held historic resonant redemption
for depressed
and suppressed
and oppressed,
ego personality worshipers,
seriously unimpressed power-divas,
and struggling family peace-warriors
against Win/Lose ego-mortality

Regardless of how large or small
that Zero ZenZone musing sanctuary
may non-violently
non-fragmentedly
non-reductively
embrace all souls
as we interdependently co-arise
great historic muses of multiculturing reality,
health of integrity,
wealth of solidarity,
cooperatively responsible resilience.

When I heard Caillou’s white-speak mother
inform her son,
Red is the correct Valentine’s color of love,
I knew this could not be my whole virtuous enculturing story
because red is also the color of bloody fraternity
and viciously escalating anger,

My LeftBrain is busy reading a book
on what Systems Theory
and thinking
and experience find encouraging
for WinWin social change,
where no losers are allowed to fail
at thriving away from WinLose capital stuckness
in everyday mundane egocentrism,

But,
at the same time
my RightBrain is trying to imagine how to share
scat jazz vocal experiments
so other sanctuary choir members
can have the same celebratory
and non-violent communication through music appreciation
that is in my practice
practice
and procedure skill-set,
more intuitive,
and less LeftBrain deductive.

I get to the bottom of my first paragraph today
and realize something has gone quite wrong
or right
and probably not not seductively wrong
so perhaps intuitively and inclusively correct,
true to nurtured experience,
helpful,
effective,
viable,
healthy.

I reread
and realize I’m not only writing in bracketed commentary
but also substituting a music paradigm
for a therapeutic systems change paradigm.

“The [vocal jazz] group
also identified several [harmonic] strategies
as shown in [chord and rhythmic flow notations]
on the importance of [diverse] community engagement.”

“[Scat jazz] affirms the [political democratic empowerment] importance
of [not just LeftBrain] planning
for the built [notation] environment.”

“[Cleft, rhythm and key] Factors in the upper left corner
of the [two-voice] diagram
that impact the target [listener’s auditory] constraints
are [trebleYang and bassYin] shown.”

“Finally, in its [scaled octave] line[s]
at the bottom [through top] of the [musical] diagram,
the [jazz ensemble] acknowledge
the importance of [vocally] shifting [Left and Right, treble and bass]
mental models
throughout the [improvisation] process.”

Seems like a long-winded LeftBrain way of saying
Go with your flow of harmonic/dissonant options
to achieve our highest and best healthy enriching choices
together
as both performers
and interactive listeners,

But, some people don’t get RightBrain lost in the details
like I do,
so maybe some musicians,
wanting to make more resonant systemic change choices,
would find it helpful
for group jazz karaoke night
improvising green sanctuary social change
through harmonic solidarity.

Imagine DNA as architectural color design,
regenerative blueprint,
but written in fugue fractal songs,
no two exactly identical
except for twins.

Each species shows some shared architectural greyscale function
like staffs holding up a linear musical score
for counting eighth and sixteenth notes
in 4-dimensional realtime.

Each hue and cry species
shares it’s own seasoned key
and basic rhythmic nurturing structure
and range of song-scaled nutritional sound.

Animals sing in absorbing hues and cries of red and blue
and hibernate through ultra-violet greyscale early memories
both secular and more deeply sacred
convexly wondrous and concavely awesome
but also at risk of future terror,
WinLose cost cast as predative until mortal prey,
bully until un-organic victimized remains
dreaming in nightmare red inside
without blueprint memories of outside.

Meanwhile, smaller plants and microbes,
flora and brawny dream in green tree shade
and yellow sunlight
pushing out new deep learning roots,
sensitive to which humane divine songs
would favor and flavor us both sacred and secular beauty,
both spirit and nature true animal dynamism,

I’ve heard about non-violent communication
but wasn’t deeply listening.
It didn’t seem to have much of a plot,
a lack of creative tension,
drawing my full survivalist attention.

So this is probably all wrong
that I’m not owning my conspiring dissonant feelings
and hungry needs
to eradicate conspiracy theories
that we are, and should, remain more mutual predators
playing violent ZeroZone economic
and political capital
and familial patriarchal offensive
disassociated non-communal feelings
left bereft uncharted right.

On the other LeftBrain hand,
when I am a tribal parent and teacher,
mentor of domesticating animals,
a worshiper of edible and ornamental interdependently rich ecosystems,
a restoring truth speaker,
a deep beauty listener
and yet choose to still defend WinLose positions

To promulgate theological conspiracy theory views
of a disassociated
dualistic
violent voracious predator God
ruling against Earth’s intrinsic sacred Nature,
inflaming fear about health of future Earth generations
and anger about past sinful degenerations
of healthy multicultural family values,
then it is important to the health of democratic extending family trust
in non-violent democratic constitutional loyalty
authority
responsibility to and with all other organic EarthBodies
with Minds to declare peaceful revolutionary intent
to listen to
and share WinLose conspiracies
with appropriate historically re-associating humor
and predominance of Earth’s WinWin wisdom stories

Speaking and singing personal and public cooperative revolutionary experience
because we each choose to rehear history
as more of an unrealistic violent conspiracy
an UnReality NightMare ClimateShow
whispering to tell of LeftBrain dominant corruptions
rather than MotherEarth’s tribal herstory
as a Green non-violent
ultra-violet communication network
of primal ZeroZone RightBrain cultural prominence

Enchantment as more typically expressed
in a liberal non-violent loving
anti-bullying deep learning environment
typical of ultra-sound violet listening
and multicultural speaking and studying school
and homes in WinWin restorative peace
more than OldSchool retributive injustice
between WiseElder and younger voices
looking and longing for mentors in WinWin full-color singing
and dance ensemble
rather than continuing to evolve
a uniformly marching militaristic monoculture.

Such theories are not just an alternative bad-faith view,
to be FirstAmendment tolerated
as rhetorically harmless fiction
disassociating projection
fueling potentially violent fake-patriotic predation.

White nationalistic competitive enterprise factories for violent fiction,
whether home or church or school,
are intentionally disassociative,
alienating,
internally dissonant,
a song repetitiously sung out of divine key

Fearing a bully predator within and behind every McCarthyan bush
except one’s own blaming and shaming fears
composed by not such truly divine conspiracy theories
to reward disassociating mortality with eternal LoseLose hell